I ran into our classroom still holding onto Sarah's wrist with my tight grip. "SAVE!" I screeched. The whole classroom full of students turned their heads towards where she was standing at the door.
I got a huge smile on my face, Sarah blushed behind me in embarassment. I continued to our new seats as Sarah followed quickly behind. Her green eyes glanced from left ro right and then to the wood that was the top of her desk. I grinned over at her, obviously not caring if everyone thought I was retarded or not.
"So, Sarah-chan. What do you think our teacher's gonna be like? I bet he's some kind of guy it'll be fun to tease," I spoke. Sarah didn't say anything as she looked down at her fingers and played aroudn with them.
"Aw, come on, Sarah! You've got to say something, you're beginning to make me think I shouldn't have made that lame promise. ." I trailed off thinking of the possibility of the outcome that could've already happened.
Sarah's eyes widdened. "Don't you dare break your promise, Hannah!" She said.
I smirked. "Aw, okay then. I'll be good for today. So who do you think looks like the cutest guy here-"
"Hannah!" Sarah protested to what I was saying.
"Fine- fine." I said, rolling my eyes and leaning back against the front of the desk behind me.
"You better just keep quiet," she gave me an annoyed glare.
"Um, I'm not sure I can do that for a full 24 hours. Maybe some other time?" I joked.
She glared at me. "Sheesh, sorry." I turned my head to look over at the kids arriving.
A young girl walked in, she had blond hair tied back in pigtails. A white haired boy strolled in behind her. I leaned up, now interested in these pair. I watched as they walked over and took seats above us. I smirked, heck Sarah wouldn't kill me if I teased a little would she?
"Hey, white hair! How come you've got got that color of hair before you're sixty, huh?" I teased. I was turned all the way around now, looking up at him and siotting ontop of my desk. Sarah grumbled beside me and banged her head on the desk.
"Who're you talking to, shortie?" he shot back, glaring down at me with a insane grin. His teeth were pointed.
"Short-ie?" I sounded it out. He hit a touchy subject with me. I did not like to be called short.
"Well at least I dont look like I'm a hundred years old," I said with a smirk on my lips.
"Hmph. You're just jealous because you don't look as cool as me." He pointed his nose up.
"What would I bother wanting to look like I'm some weird old creep?" I continued, "And what's with those teeth? Some kind of teenage rebelious phase? You look rediculous."
He scoffed. "You're as small as an ant. I could step on you if I wanted to," he said.
"Wanna say that up close?" I challenged.
"HANNAH!" Sarah shouted. The whole classroom looked over at us. I cringed at the death glare she was giving me.
"You baka! You promised, you're such a little twirp!" She huffed.
The teacher walked in now, and as I was about to comment he ordered everyone to sit down properly.
"Now, before we get into our subject today I want you to stand up and say your name and if you are a weapon or meister," he barked.
"Starting with your row." He pointed at Sarah. Sarah stood, still having that 'I'm-pissed' look on her face she cleared her throat.
"Sarah Oak, meister." She sat down.
I stood up quickly with a crazed grin and pointed at my chest. "Hannah Oak, weapon." I announced and sat down.
I ignored all the rest up to a raven haired teenage girl called Tsubaki and a boy named Black Star. Then it was the row above us's turn.
The white haired boy stood up, "Soul Evans, weapon." he said.
The blond haired girl stood up, "Maka Albarn, meister."
I stared at Maka and Soul as the name call continued down the row. How fun this year would be.